She's Wanwan, my father's wife (1)

Downstairs, in his mother's room.

She had asked Auntie Qiao to decorate the furniture in the room. There was a dark red wardrobe, a brown rattan rocking chair, and a few romance novels by Zhang Xiaoxian on the bedside table.

In the past, she actually didn't know that her mother was also a reader?

Su Ruowan took the books and flipped through them. Her mind was in a mess and she put the books back.

"Why are you here?" A deep and magnetic man's voice sounded from behind.

Su Ruowan turned around and her eyes reddened.

Jing Muchen walked over and looked at her aggrieved expression. He reached out and pulled her into his arms." You've been crying so much recently. I think our son will be a crybaby after he's born.""

Su Ruowan sniffed and held back her emotions. She choked and said," I don't want to cry, I just…" I don't know why my mother suddenly fell ill."